Prologue
A Renegade's beginning
The darkness that engulfed Bravil was just at its youngest, the towns people were just getting home, readying themselves for sleep. Finally when the moon was at its highest in the sky, four figures in black robes gathered near the statue Lady Luck.
"There has been another death within the family." A female Altmer said with urgency.
"There just seems to have no ends, do you have any leads to who has been doing this?" A Dunmer man looked at his fellow Sister.
"None yet. Although we need to appoint a new member to our Black Hand, we are one short of a Silencer." The Altler woman looked around at everyone, seeking answers.
"The Night Mother senses treachery is at hand but she will not say who. She says it is up to us to find who it is. These deaths may be related to treason. Although for now We must worry about appointing Arquen a new Silencer and recruiting more members to the brotherhood." Said a Bosmer elf.
"Why not replace him with Mathieu Bellamont, I hear he's been progressing fairly well." An Imperial man suggested.
"He is still new, I m not sure he would be ready." The Bosmer man objected.
"We will not know unless we try. If he was truly chosen by our Dread Father Sithis then he will do just fine."
"And if he isn't?" The Bosmer seemed annoyed by the persistence of all the other members.
"Then he must not have been worthy enough for our unholy matron." The Imperial Man said with ice.
"You always were quite cold blooded Lucien." The Altmer gave him satisfied smile
Lucien simply smiled to himself.
"Then that solves one problem. We must go, the guards should be starting their nightly rounds soon. Keep an eye out for the traitor, Arquen, I leave you responsible for appointing Mathieu to Silencer. Lucien, You are to recruit more members. Banus, you will be responsible in relaying this information to the other Black Hand members who could not make it to this meeting today." The Bosmer looked at everyone individually as he assigned each their own duties.
"Yes honored Listener." All the rest responded in unison to their honored Listener and departed their separate ways.
The Listener simply watched everyone disappeared into the darkness of the night.
"May the Night Mother always watch over you." He looked back at Lady Luck, the famed statue of Bravil.
"Dearest Night Mother, please help us stop this madness, it is tearing us all apart from within." Soon after he too departed.